The Daughter Of Mafia Queen

The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 88: When all about ....



When I heard mommy's statement. Rose turned to look towards the woman who had already walked towards her. Stern footsteps with calm eyes drowned, but the smile kept on trying to say. My daughter, everything will remain the same and be fine.


"Come, today, I want to feel like a car passenger. I haven't seen my daughter play in the streets in a long time. Come, Princess."


There was no chance for Rose to resist her mommy's wishes. The two women of different ages walk side by side to the main door of the Villa, while Vans becomes the center of attention of the rest of the Luxifer family. Clearly, they wanted to know what the reason was for bringing Abhi back into the family.


Instead of explaining, the man continued to scoop the side dish out of the bowl, then enjoyed his morning breakfast. Seeing that, Papa Luxifer did not want to force the will, "We eat first, Rania do not forget to give the data that Papa asked for yesterday."



"Sure Papa hasn't checked e-mail. Rania sent last night, before she was a tiger." Rania explained with a glance towards her husband who immediately choked on food. "Eating the real thing, Hubby. Who wants to try?"



"Hm. I know," said Varo, picking up his water glass, trying to forget what his wife had told him. "Vans, what about the development of the cooperation project that we agreed four months ago?"



"Everything is safe, but Asfa will be there to see how far it goes. I've already banned, and proposed that I just go, but you know how Queen." Answer Vans as is because it is only about a job that has been memorized, even if it is out of the head.



It seems like there's nothing more to say. When it comes to Queen. Any job will stay done. After all, the woman was getting older. It is getting more violent and deft. What did he not do in a quick count?



Even so, Asfa still does not like to explain something that does not need to be explained. Important or not justification. She will be kind, gentle and patient with her family. Don't misunderstand me. An enemy can be made a friend when he is forgiven.



Therefore, Asfa became queen not because feared as a cruel leader. Rather than it being the basis of the unity of the entire Phoenix Mafia shelter, even Grandpa Burhan was always moved by the way Asfa handled such a cruel world.



Many women are afraid of blood, but Asfa is ordinary. Physical injuries can be treated. But a heart wound? Time will only be a memory of the past with no trace left. All formed long ago. Leaving the dining room inside Villa Pelangi. The woman who had a great influence was sitting in the driver's side seat.



"Mom, until when do you want the trus?" Rose turned her head towards her mommy at a glance, "Rose knows, there's something mommy will say. I'm ready to listen."




Actually quite a contrast because the car driven by Rose, is a favorite sports car mommynya. Black color with modified machine. Rose once asked why the car was so special. My mom gave a very surprising answer.



"This car is just an inanimate object, but the memories are irreplaceable. In my life, only two cars bear witness to history. This car and Ka Varo's car. Rose, no matter how much money, won't be able to buy into the sorrows we've been through together."



That was the answer from my mom. It is true, even though it is offered many types of the latest sports cars. Still, it will only be rejected outright. Let's go back to the present. Rose and Asfa got out of the car. Appearance that looks luxurious, even if only with a simple outfit. Still, the two women were the center of attention.



"Si Eneng, would you like the same message, Neng?" asked the father of the ice-cut seller who immediately welcomed the arrival of Asfa with great joy, even looking like giving a longing eye gaze. "Who's the daughter, huh, Neng? Mom ama son, equally beautiful. Come sit!"


Asfa smiled and pulled out a plastic chair for her to sit on, gesturing Rose to take her seat. "That's all good, isn't it?"


The father of the seller took two pieces of ice with a chocolate-studded durian flavor. Then cut it into pieces, then in punctures. After that, put it in a medium-sized cup. Two servings of ice cubes are ready to serve, "Please enjoy, Neng."



"All good luck, Neng. You can also build a house, the wife's children no longer spend. Thank you very much ....,"



Rose only listened to what the ice seller's father said while enjoying the ice cut like her mommy did. Instead of just listening, Rose also noticed the area around where the tent was standing. Apparently, it had already entered a special garden area. How can you sell in a garden area that has a guard on several sides?



"Sir! Where is my. I've been waiting a long time, this." The complaint of someone from behind a tree that the customer might have forgotten due to the arrival of Asfa and Rose, made the father of the seller hastily return to his cart.



Asfa knows that her daughter still needs time to understand her surroundings, but what she hopes is that Rose will learn to accept the fact that Abhi remains a part of their lives. Like, not like. Want, don't want. That can't be changed.



"Rose, would you disagree, if we brought your father home for intensive care?" asked Asfa gently without looking at her daughter who was still chewing softly cut ice with fresh fruit pieces.